cockroaches... now, trash.
i feel like a friggin trash can. full of trash and mess. i feel the need for a make-over. anyways, enough with the bitching.
just saw the wrestler. really, kudoes to rourke. the first time i saw his picture, around the time of the oscar buzz and whatnot, i thought what a fucking mess. his face, first of all, his clothes, those dogs!!!
what was so amazing about his performance was that he made me forget all of my prejudices and actually, truly, completely made me believe in his character, which is amazing. and on top of that he was just SEXY! i am not saying this because of his bulging muscles, i am not that shallow. there was something so human and so irresistable about randy. such raw fight at life, such struggle and failure and remorse and regret.
my english sucks. when i feel insecure about my language, i stop writing. i can't help it. what shall i do.
...and yet your English is freaking flawless. ?? You're a beautiful writer, and you lived in the US for about/less than four years. There are so many people who've spoken English there hole lifes hoo cant right as well as you girl. And you've got the amazing thoughts to back it up.
YanıtlaSilI haven't seen The Wrestler yet, but I know what you mean about sexy men, men who have depth and weight and oodles of charisma--Shahru Khan for me, and Clive Owen too. Matthew McCohohay (sp very badly) does nothing for me; I'm a deflated balloon around him, even though he has glistening pecs perfectly tanned. Honestly, who needs all of that when you can't have Clive Owen's [basically any trait].
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